Date: Sun, 20 May 2018 07:17:12 +0000 (UTC)
From: Craig Brown <craigbrownmagic@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daddy's favourite dream

Daddy's favourite dream!
By Pepperpuppy

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I've been married now for almost 16 years and my darling wife has given me
two daughters, Sarah aged 14 and Christie aged 11 as well as an accidental
son (wasn't planned for) Michael who's several years younger again than
Christie.

Five years ago my wife started experimenting having sex with other women
and discovered she enjoyed it. This encouraged her to (if possible) try and
find a way to convert her daughters over to the lemon side, which she
proved highly successful at doing.

Don't get me wrong about any of this. I don't mind saying I was not only
curious about seeing if my wife might be able to succeed with our 1st
daughter Sarah and positively encouraged my wife's enthusiastic teaching
her oldest daughter. My wife (Anne) rewarded both my permission and
enthusiastic support of all of this, by sharing film clips of her and her
daughter throughout every stage of the conversion, which Anne had started
the morning she proudly announced to me that our 1st pride and joy had
begun menstruating very early at just over 10 years of age.

The first film clip we then shared on my computer after the children had
all gone to bed, showed her teaching our older daughter the secrets of
placing a panty napkin in the gusset of a pair of panties. It quickly moved
on to show her displaying the results of said used napkin, while a later
film clip showed Sarah insert tampons into her vagina and their removal.

Almost every night in our bedroom, Anne would show me a film clip capturing
in explicit and graphic detail, a young girl learning about her body both
hygienically as well as the initial beginnings of sexuality on my laptop.

When my wife began teaching her oldest daughter about masturbation, they
were not only both naked on the bed side by side, but the graphic image of
how deep my wife made Sarah insert her 1st finger inside her young vagina,
left me frantically wanting to drill my wife who was just as aroused and
willing to fuck.

Their first mutual mother daughter 69 could have made me a millionaire if
my wife and I had ever decided to copy the DVD and market it.

When our younger daughter Christie started menstruating, my wife informed
me that Christie had already learnt how to eat pussy after her older sister
had taught her how to eat her sister's pussy. My wife informed me of this
the same evening she found out about it herself!

I sat in dumbfound amazement as my wife told me she learnt that our 2nd
pride and joy had already quite often eaten out her older sister. Anne
learned all of this when actually trying to explain cunnilingus to her
youngest daughter, only to be told that Christie was not only well aware of
how to perform cunnilingus, but was extremely good at it although only just
turned 11 years old and proved it very quickly on my wife.

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I needed to give you all of this background so you could appreciate that my
son, (who until I learned otherwise) I'd always thought of as the apple of
my eye, had never stood a chance to grown up normally while living in a
house with two crazed lesbian sisters along with a bisexual mother to
nurture him.

From the day my wife showed my oldest daughter the intricacies of
cunnilingus, I eventually found out that it seemed my oldest daughter's
main plan in life had been (since my wife brought him home from the
hospital), how to turn the youngest male member in the family into a fairy.
I learned again later on, that my younger daughter Christie thought that
dressing her baby brother up in dresses, simply made him some sort of big
dolly for her to enjoy, all of which (at the time) I had no idea of.

Their mother, my wife Anne, did nothing to whatsoever to interfere in what
her eldest daughter was trying to do and proudly stated when I finally
found out, boasted in fact that she not only encouraged her both daughters,
but even offered suggestions as to how to help make my son prefer
femininity over masculinity.

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Apparently while I was at work each day, the apple of my eye would wander
around the house and backyard when still in nappies, wearing a dress or
else a top and skirt, happily helping his mother. Once he was toilet
trained he was quickly introduced to wearing girl's panties and even the
tiniest of training bras. In fact the only time he wore boy's clothes was
when my wife or daughters hurriedly helped him change into them before I
got home of an evening after work or of a weekend.

It wasn't until one day I came home from work unexpectedly early, that I
saw a sight that shocked me to the core. There was my wife sitting on the
lounge watching her oldest daughter lying on the floor on her back, skirt
hitched up, legs spread wide not wearing any panties holding onto the head
of the apple of my eye, who was face deep between her legs eating her out,
while her younger sister was kneeling behind my son and licking his panty
encased bottom like it was an ice cream cone. My wife was not only
endorsing all of this, but had both her hands inside her panties furiously
fingering herself off!!!!

My loud stern inquiry as to what the hell was going on quickly saw a halt
to proceedings, where my three siblings hurriedly tried to make themselves
presentable (in my older daughter case) before hurrying to sit back up on
the lounge beside their mother, who while blushing seemed to be actually
smiling, quite proud of herself.

Forty minutes of angry questioning from me and my wife's smug replies,
finally had me realising that I was a failure as a husband and father for
not seeing any of the obvious signs that my wife pointed out to me during
my angry questioning of her. When she saw I now realised how things were in
the house, she had no hesitation in reminding me of my duties towards
Michelle as she called our son, saying he preferred being called that or
Shelley instead of Michael.

Looking at what I use to think of as the apple of my eye, saw him placidly
accepting if not understanding the conversation going on around him, then
looking at me and smiling that smile that seemed to say I much prefer being
like this any day daddy. My wife then said that Michelle was a fast learner
at pleasing his two sisters, but it was my duty now to teach him how to
please people who weren't women, adding now would be a good time to start.

I simply said OK to my wife's suggestion and resignedly told him I'd talk
to him after I had showered. When I had showered and changed into casual
clothes I went looking for my EX son and found him in the lounge room along
with his sister and my wife. They were all dressed in baby doll outfits, my
son's being a bright yellow satin fabric top and bottoms set, contentedly
unaware of how much it broke it my heart to see him wearing it.

My wife then told me that my eldest daughter wanted to say something, which
quickly saw Sarah telling me, more than asking, that the female members of
the house were going to be in the room with me and Micha err Michelle as I
tried to talk to him about gay facts of life, even though I really had no
idea of where to start on the subject. Anne my wife suggested the lounge
room was as good a place as any and had plenty of chairs and room, before
adding if it mightn't be wiser to do my father to son talk, with both of us
naked telling her own daughters to strip as she started to get undressed
herself.

Without thinking further I began to silently undress, looking at Micha err
Michelle as she casually slid her bottoms off and was starting with the
top. Looking at my wife and daughters getting undressed had me realising
that my eldest daughter Sarah must have only just recently started shaved
her pussy. The bottom of her slit was clearly visible with her no longer
having any pubic hair, just like my wife's puss was. Christine had a short
fine coating of black pubic fur above her slit and the sight of three
vaginas, even if they were my own family, made me stiffen quickly in
arousal.

When my wife addressed my son as Michelle and said that one day his pee pee
would do exactly what his dad's had just done, my oldest daughter shyly
asked her mother if she could be allowed to touch it. Without even asking
me, my wife suggested all three of her children should do so, particularly
Michelle/Shelley and before I could avoid it, my erection was being touched
and fondled by three pairs of eager hands, one pair of which belonged to my
son who seemed both in awe and while blissfully smiling, completely
ignorant and unaware of what an erect cock signified.

Finding a vacant lounge chair to sit on, I plumped myself down to hear my
wife say to me, "time to start your talk tiger". Then standing up she
picked my son up and walking over to me promptly placed him down onto the
front of my lap. I then suffered the added indignity of having my boy
wriggle around a bit until he felt comfortable before innocently looking up
at me. I looked back at my wife, nonplussed as to how to start saying
whatever I felt needed to be said.

So instead my wife asked my son what name he preferred to be called by and
after he quickly replied Michelle or Shelley, had her ask him why, only to
be told because he wanted to be just like his big sisters and he asked why
they didn't have thingies like his and daddies. Smiling evilly at me, my
wife gave an abridged bird and the bees talk to him, having no hesitation
in using her daughter's bodies as props for my son to look at and touch.

Both my daughters had become slightly aroused doing this as had my wife
judging by the glistening near her opening. The odour in the room had also
turned decidedly musky. My own cock was as hard as steel and weeping
precum, which my son not only noticed but asked why, touching it and
remarking how slippery his fingers now felt. I almost shot my wad and the
head of my cock seemed to suddenly flow precum out of it after he touched
it.

Anne naughtily suggested all three women should see what Shelley meant and
I found my cock being clasped and tugged by various hands, my wife eyes
looking at directly at me as she smiled evilly, knowing how frantically
aroused I must have already been. My two daughters and wife went and sat
back on the lounge saying how slippery it felt and at their mother's
suggestion quickly sucked their fingers clean of me, my younger daughter
remarking how similar her fingers tasted to those of her sister's as well
her mum's when they did things together.

My wife totally enjoying my discomfort, already knew I had no hope of ever
getting my son to change his ways when she then explained about the male
orgasm and told my son how good boys and girls often make their friends
happy by sucking their thingies for them, getting up and walking behind the
chair II was in to reach her hands and arms around me and hold me still
while telling her son he should do the same now to his dad.

Before I even realise it, my boy's soft mouth and lips were covering the
head of my stiff cock, the sounds of eager slurping adding to my body's
growing agitation. My wife explained to him how a man's cock will expend
slightly as he prepares to ejaculate where upon she leaned over from behind
me to try and keep me down in the lounge seat. Telling her daughters to
come over and touch their daddy's thingy below Shelley's lips, saw them
hurrying across and after a few soft caresses saw me spurting my semen into
my own son's mouth unable to help myself.

I heard my son retch and then squeal as Anne hurriedly lifted herself off
me. That allowed me to see my son's look of surprise along with his mouth
and lips now coated in creamy sperm as was the left hand side of his
face. My wife then told Shelley she should use her fingers to wipe the
creamy gunk off her face and suck it off her fingers, adding after my son
had done this, that he was a such a good girl for being so nice to his dad,
before telling our daughters to come over and use their mouths on their
dad's cock to clean it off, which allowed me to feel the heavenly caress of
two sets of soft pliable tongues licking me clean.

After this was done, Anne asked the question I really hated her for which
was..."does Shelley like the taste of his dad's sperm" and hearing his
happy reply of yes, turned to me and said, "let's get this over and done
with shall we dear. I'll do one more thing as a type of lesson for both our
daughters as well as for Shelley, then it's YOUR turn to do what you KNOW
needs to be done to your son.

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She then suggest that the women all put their tops back on including
Shelley (Michelle/Michael) saying that partially naked people are far more
sexy and attractive than naked people. Looking at Sarah and Christine, I
had to agree with her comments.

Knowing my erogenous zones so well, Anne explained to our three children
about areas that partners found more sensitive and aroused when they were
touched there. Mentioning the more obvious ones had my two daughters
happily proving the advice on each other, while my "son" had it explained
to him how sensitive my neck was as were a lot of men and women. She
proceeded to give me the most sensational love bite that immediately sent
me erect again, which allowed my son to clap excitedly and start to try and
suck the tip of my cock again.

Telling our daughters how male sperm was almost always awful to taste, she
suggested they watch and learn as with my son's precious mouth driving me
frantically crazy, just before I came she yanked the cock tip out of his
mouth and to his open mouth and wide eyed surprise was given his
considerable first full face painting as my sperm hosed his face from top
to bottom under my wife's careful aim. The result had the desired effect on
her daughters, who both made it very clear how yucky they said it looked,
while telling Michelle/Shelley, that between boy and men friends this was
part of the enjoyment. Then asking one of her daughters to take a photo on
her phone for study later on, she informed my son he could use his fingers
now to wipe his dad's sperm off and swallow it.

I was so disgusted with what had happened that I was ready to call it quits
and said so. My wife Anne said there was one more important thing that
needed to be done tonight for Shelley's understanding of what he had to
look forward to as he grew older, before leaving the room and coming back
soon after and handing me a tube of KY gel. "Better you do it tonight dear
because your son seems to be really enjoying this" my wife said
sarcastically. Your daughters also need to see for themselves how dirty and
messy sex can be, before reaching down and giving my another incredible
love bite that saw my cock stay hard, while she then used her hands to help
it stay that way.

"You won't be too stiff this time after spewing two loads, so his little
bottom won't find this first time so painful" she whispered into my ear,
before standing back up and resuming her "teaching" modus operandi.

She then proceeded to remind our three children that only women have
vaginas, but that Shelley needs to understand that when she got older her
best friends would like to enjoy their partner's bodies. So because boys
didn't have vaginas, and sometimes prefer something other than a boy's
mouth, this meant they had to look elsewhere for their pleasure.

She informed him and my two daughters that their dad would now do something
to Shelley she'd get to enjoy as she grew older and told her to give her
dad's cock a long kiss and ask him if he would make love to you.

My son went and did exactly as his mother instructed and to ensure I was
horny my wife gave me another love bite hickey on the other side of my neck
while he used his mouth on me, She sucked even harder and longer to arouse
me more, before backing away and grinning evilly. "It's time tiger, be kind
and gentle and let your SON try to enjoy it well".

Instructing my son to go end kneel on the lounge facing the other way, she
helped him position himself so that his little derriere was now facing me
and his legs were well opened.

Our two daughters, certainly Sarah, had a fair idea of what was going to
take place and acted as if they were maids of honour at a wedding, giving
verbal encouragement and showing happiness for what my son was about to
have done to him. My wife still seeing my reluctance grabbed the KY tube
and proceeded to insert some of it into his little bottom, explaining to
him that unlike women's vaginas, men's vaginas needed some help getting
slippery.

She was so gentle and thorough lubricating his rosebud that my son was
actually responding to her intruding finger, giving quiet moans and saying
how god it felt, which my wife happily told him was what a good girl like
her should be feeling back there right now.

She stood back up and taking her mobile phone prepared to film her husband
taking his son's virginity from him. Turning to me she told me it was
better that I do this and hopefully help him to enjoy it, than to have a
stranger do it later on, perhaps violently or somewhere unsanitary.

I quickly stepped over and gently taking a hold my son's narrow hips, moved
my firm cock up and around his anal opening, before gently but firmly
pushing against his anal opening. Michael started squealing and I spoke
comforting words to him, explaining how a girls first time was always a
little painful at first, angrily realising that I was speaking to him as if
he was a girl and saw my wife's look of amusement as she watched me
closely.

Christ he was tight and it took a fair of amount of patient and steady
pushing until suddenly I felt the head of my cock slip into my boys
arse. He was squealing and saying how much it was hurting, which had my
wife putting her face close to his and whispering words of understanding
and encouragement. I made no attempt to push any further inside my boy, my
brain telling me how perverted I was already.

Remaining motionless, I simply hoped the initial pain of entry would
hopefully eventually disappear. Perhaps five minutes of standing stock
still finally had my son no longer squealing or even whimpering. My wife
still standing very close to his face then told him that his dad was now
going to push slowly further inside him and to call out if it got too
painful.

She then explained to our daughter how the pain my son was incurring was
exactly the same that they had incurred when she had inserted her dildo
into each of their vaginas, which had me look at her and mouth a silent
"WTF".

Ignoring my silent question, Anne told me to start easing my cock further
inside my young son's anus, I did it so slow slowly and carefully that it
felt as if his tight opening was actually flexing and pulsing against my
firm cock. When my hips bumped the back of his thighs and I was fully
inside him, my wife happily told my son he was now no longer a virgin and
that if he practiced with his sisters he'd be open and able to take anyone
as he grew older!!!!

She then said that dad was now going to work his cock inside her for a
while to get her use to the idea for when a boyfriend would make love to
her. I started slowly thrusting back and forth, my wife squeezing KY onto
my cock as it slid back and forth. Slowly but surely I felt his tightness
start to ease. If it had been my wife's arse, I would have started getting
extremely vigorous in my thrusts. After about ten minutes of pleasurable
thrusting I felt him starting to push back against me and wriggle about
causing me to become far more aroused than I should have.

When I heard him MOAN, I started to frantically jackhammer his little anus,
now enjoying his moans and whimpers as well as the tightness. My wife was
explaining to her daughters what was happening while loudly congratulating
her son/daughter, explaining to him that she was doing what a normal woman
would do and that soon his dad would do the final act and make him a
fertilised virgin.

Those words saw me nuts react and with a fast frantic race I flooded my
boy's bowels with my sperm, happy to have enjoyed such a delectably tight
arse. As I slowed down and eventually stopped, my wife was loudly
congratulating Shelley and saying how proud she was of her. As I started to
pull out, my wife restarted her daughter training, explaining in graphic
detail to my daughters what was slowly dribbling from my son's now well
fucked anus.

Sarah was told by her mum to go and get a panty pad and put it into her
sister Shelley's panties, which once that was done, handed them to my son
and watching him put them on and pull them up so the panty napkin could do
its job. I knelt down and my son ran over and I hugged him tight, telling
him he was such a good girl and that daddy was happy for him.

As he walked away to his bedroom, a loud wet motorboat came from out of my
boy's just stretched anus. Before I had a chance to say anything, my eldest
daughter loudly said "Michelle stop boasting you're not a virgin anymore"

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